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Details | Tanka | |

Sunday Drive

a long Sunday drive
south on a winding beach road
to find my poem
I listen for profound words
from a knowing wind and sea


written 3/30/15 for Rick's One New Tanka Contest 


Details | Rhyme | |

Just A Day At The Beach

From the tips, of her white foam caps
To the bottom of her swells
The depth of our Love for her
Only the Ocean can retell 
As we sat on pristine beaches
Kissed by waves upon our feet
Calling Us to join in with her
On this nautical Retreat

With her coolness, She caressed us
On that hot and sunny day
There, in the depths of her bosom 
She allowed us both to play
And when the sun began to set
On her wrinkled, deep blue skin
We both marveled at Her beauty 
Then swore, to return, again



Details | ABC | |

My Handicap Beach

My Handicap Beach


As I lay here and look out the window from our hotel at the absolutely amazing view..
It makes me wonder how something so simple creates such beauty and always seems so new..
I feel sadness for those who pass by every day and don’t think another thought about..
The beauty that surrounds them from the beach and the water with the waves washing in and out..
The lighthouse that stands unintentionally stoic and tall and lights the way for those out at sea..
And the sand that finally runs across my toes which has been a dream for so long for me…
This was only possible with the help of a loving person who got me where I needed to go…
And to whom I really hope does realize how much they have helped me in many ways to grow..
And there are always a few people that have to make a spectacle of a girl in a wheelchair..
As they walk by me and say things in a whisper as if they think I can’t hear along with a stare here and there..
If they only knew that It was one of the best days of my life and that I am feeling so relaxed and at ease..
I will take all of their comments and let them go over my head along with the beautiful breeze..
Because this morning I may have been the disabled girl on the beach which was a wonderful thing to me..
And until you learn to see the view from down in a wheelchair every day I don’t care what you think you see...
Because today my view was from the warm sand on a beach towel that was laid down just for me and was the best..
Day I have had in so long because I was no longer that poor gilt in the wheelchair and felt almost like all of the rest..
Of beach goers and comers to the new jersey shore in Atlantic City and right on the pier that is very well known..
For gambling and partying but for me it was just to feel the sand on my toes and feel like I was not handicapped if even for a few moments alone..
Coming home with my stuff in disarray the way it always is along with a few souvenirs because they are from my very first trip away from home..
I loved it so much and want to thank those who took me long on a short but awesome vacation to start me going more which I really hope..
Because it’s nice sometimes to go to places that make you feel different than the usual girl in the wheelchair always needing help from what I call in my head my proverbial rope..
Buffy Sammons


Details | Romanticism | |

The Four Letter Word

Four letters put together to create one word,
with an impeccable definition.

Love...,
It is a strong word,
Close to the heart, yet
far from the woman you Love.

Butterflies flying, flapping their
orange and white wings in the summer heat.
The butterflies flap, flap their beautiful wings
together in the summertime of Love.

For Love is beautiful, like the summer preludes!

Four letters composed, to a Chopin's masterpiece.
The Romantic pole reaches out, to touch, to hold, to Love.

For these four letters are easy to read
and put together to create a complex concept
with a universal definition.
A four letter word, easy just to say,
but it is harder to show.
For Love is a simple word made up of simple letters,
but a complex meaing that takes most lifetimes to comprehend
and others a short while.

For I've seen hearts broken
and hearts put back together,
with this simple word.
My heart burned, brused, stabbed
knows the dangers of this simple, four letter word.

Love, some think it is a game
to play when you are bored.
Destroying self-esteem of girls,
who are already weak and nieve.
They long for love, but find surrealist dreams,
and see the Man of their dreams slip away in the night.
Gone without a trace.
While she is sucked into false promises,
from simple minded boys,
with only one thing on their mind.

Love..., it is a joke to some.
"I love you," is a laughing stock,
while a slap in the face, and disrespect is in fashion.
Girls, foolish girls walking in lonesome heartbreak,
saying they are in Love.
It is sad to see, and hard to hear, I know it is.

And to me Love is sometimes fair,
and most times a cruel joke.
Love, this four letter word is simple to say, but hard to comprehend.

Love me and I shall take you by the hand
show you caves of mystery,
and skies of grace and meadows, filled with flowers,
dedicated just for you, no one else, but you.
We can make Love on the sandy beaches, under the moonlit sky
under the still stars and shooting ones too.
Have a romantic dinner of oyster-shells and champange and kiss each other,
till we drown in intoxication and fall asleep in each others arms.

huh, Love... A simple, four letter word, that is easy to say,
but even harder to show.


Details | Free verse | |

The Glass Goddess

All around me
Great cities made of sand.
Green sky scrapers poke through the ground 
To thrive in life’s strict conditions
And melt away with the tide…

Great houses made of cards
Form lines, and tightrope walk existence,
Knowing that any moment, the wrong brick may fall
And buckle our world to its knees
As Mother Earth shouts Jenga! from the sidelines.

So while were here
We dance with the Glass Goddess 
Poised miles above reality,
Leaping over the heavens on our domino stilts-

We floor it in the sky
Living death in the fast lane, 
Seizing the day
Because any moment 
We could disappear 
Into



Jacob Reinhardt	
10/15/2013



Details | Free verse | |

spectacles

Show me who you are and i shall paint out broken columns on the valleys of her back as if such figure is un-common
i have found no beauty bending as the vines that are her hair and the frailty of man upon her back is what she bares
bleed her body for the harvest let them feast upon her soul for the nurishment of mother is leaps beyond so bold
she is like the flower growing in the deepest of dark forests,amongst the ivy and hemlock but her skin is much too porous
to concern herself with games that tantalize the men, as they marry on crusade it is her children that she tends
sheath your swords with her ambition and tip your arrows with her will, craft your armour from her strength and in the battle you will kill
come now children from the pasture and lay each upon her side, suckle gently at your mother although theirs pain she does not hide
though the water leaks from rooftops her leaves are thick and block the rain, as the water level rises cling to her branches with no shame
she is the stone upon the beach, once a mountain pound and breached
yet still her disposition clear to love her children that are near

inspired by Roots Frida Kahlo, 1907-1954


Details | Light Poetry | |

SUMMER BEACH STARE

ihen its hot
am a a beach lot
as they walk by
it catches my eye
thats make me aware
its a
SUMMER BEACH STARE


Details | Free verse | |

riding the waves and forgetting

riding the waves and forgetting
erasing the thought of time from my mind
becoming one with nothingness and it delight
God is here wading in the water with me

riding the waves and forgetting
being taught that i am not the only one
becoming even more schooled of the many facets of relaxation
God is here wading in the water with me

riding the waves and forgetting
looking forward to forward looking
becoming content with the clear definition of Me
God is here wading in the water with me

riding the waves and forgetting
finding the true meaning of blissful serenity
uncovering the secret to the marine vibrations of divinity
God is here wading in the water with me

riding the waves and forgetting
clearing my head of any dark, dreary thoughts
removing the blanket that i allowed to blockade my every view for way too long
God is here....wading in the water with me....


Details | Prose Poetry | |

LISTEN

Be like waves which crash on the jetty

Washing all our impurities away

Waves like a crescent curtain dangling in its fringes

Unearthing sunken precious stones

Hurling them up above the elevation

Hanging on dear life right ahead

Waves that don't crush us because we wish it

Waves that surface and in turn are subdued

Waves we are in this depth of consciousness

Appeal to and unearth your Godly wisdom

Uphold and hang in the untimely crush

Be strong, be heard, be known and be well

For all will suffice at the end of the spray


Details | Free verse | |

Fireworks Go Off

Later on today...yeah...
Fireworks are gonna sound like
Gunshots in each direction...
But, it looks like a growing sunflower in the air
The sounds are too much to bear...
Scaring cats and dogs away...
Confusion sticks to us...like a leech 
I'm not feeling okay...I want to go to the beach
I have a migraine...okay? 
Let me swim away into the ocean

Fireworks go off, but I'm caught in waves of motion...

And I forget about the commotion...

Thank the Lord Almighty...
For His loving-kindness and peace He plants in me 

I'm Experiencing
Cloud 7
Again...thank heaven 

I get afraid when 
Fireworks go off
I get spooked out in the den
Full of lions and I have 

ENOUGH
OF 
THIS 
NONSENSE...

Quit
The 
Noise...

ENOUGH 
WITH 
YOUR 
PRESENCE

Quit 
wandering 
around
like 
all
FIVE
toes...

REJOICE! It's fourth of July!
Oooh! Look at the glorious, black velvet sky!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 


Details | Free verse | |

The Beach

The Beach  -- Ruth. R. --        11-25-2014    --  (Dedicated to my Best Friend)
___________________

The Ocean so blue 
waves coming and going
Rocks formed by sand and craters 
A beauty for the eye to see.

Wont you come and stroll with me
hold my hand explore with me
The wondrous sights 
The Beach beholds

lay on a rock and feel the breeze
that the ocean sends to thee
watching peacefully as the 
Ocean crashes against rocks
splashes of waves  
Stare out to sea and you will see
a sight so peaceful calm indeed

for miles unend a beautiful ocean blue 
the calm and beautiful ocean and it wonderous
sight to see. 

take my hand out stretch your arms
as far as we can reach
as you lay upon these rocks 
observing a tranquil day at the BEACH..